e down on it and make-believe go
to sleep."

"That'll be fun!" cried Lola.

With their shovels the Curlytops and the others were soon piling snow up
around the inside walls of the white house. Then the benches were cut
into shape, and they did make good places to sit on; though it was too
cold to lie down, Mrs. Martin said when she came out to look at the
playhouse, and she warned the children not to do this.

"We ought to have a chimney on the house," suggested Tom, after he had
gone outside to see how it looked.

"We can't build a fire, can we?" asked Jan, somewhat surprised.

"No, of course not!" laughed Ted. "A fire would melt the snow. But we
can make a chimney and pretend there's smoke coming out of it."

"Let's do it!" cried Lola.

"All right," agreed Tom. "You're the lightest, Teddy, so you get up on
the roof. You won't cave it in. I'll toss you up some snow and you can
make it square, in the shape of a chimney."

This Ted did, and with a stick he even marked lines on the snow chimney
to make it look as if made of bricks.

"That's fine!" cried Tom. "It looks real!"

"It would look realer if we had something like black smoke coming out,"
declared Janet.

"Oh, I know how to do that!" exclaimed Lola.

"How?" asked her brother.

"Get some black paper and stick it on top of the chimney."

"Maybe my mother's got some," said Ted. "I'll go and ask her."

Mrs. Martin found an old piece of wrapping paper that was almost black
in color, and when this had been rumpled up and put on top of the snow
chimney, where Ted fastened it with sticks, at a distance it did look as
though black smoke were pouring out of the white snow house.

"Now we ought to have something to eat, and we could pretend we really
lived in here," said Janet, after a bit, when they were sitting on the
benches inside the house.

"You go and ask mother for something," suggested Ted. "I got the paper
smoke. You go and get some cookies."

"I will," Janet promised, and she soon came running from the house with
a large plate full of molasses and sugar cookies that Nora had given
her.

"Um! but these are good!" cried Tom, as he munched some with the
Curlytops and his sister.

"This is a fine house!" exclaimed Teddy. "I'm glad you helped us build
it," he said to Tom.

"Only it wants some glass in the windows," said Ted, looking at the
holes in the snow walls of the house.

"We don't need glass," immediately put in Tom.

"Why not?" as